A Stranger Things Fanfic Nobody ever came to the Munson trailer. That was just a fact. The guys Wayne liked to spend time with usually sat around at a diner over a mug of coffee for an hour before heading home, and Eddie never brought friends around. Some might think he was embarrassed, but Wayne knew his nephew better. Eddie had learned to live in a small town that despised differences by wearing the things that shamed him as badges of honor and keeping the things he cared about close and safe from prying eyes.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Three Years Later Eddie slumped against the car and stared at the high school. He never would have believed he would be glad to be here. He glanced at his watch. What was taking so long? He knew the kids could drag their feet sometimes, but this was crazy. If they took much longer, he’d need to find a hotel in Hawkins for the night. “Eddie!”

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: violence and brief mentions of death by suffocation “I have a question,” Chrissy whispered once they were on the road again the next day. “Okay.” She leaned closer so no one could overhear. “What you told me last night, does that mean you have, like, superpowers?” He chuckled. “Honestly I was expecting you to ask me that yesterday.” She hummed. “I was a little preoccupied.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Eddie nudged El in the side with his elbow as he scrubbed out a bowl. “You excited to go home?” She smiled and nodded. “Are you?” Eddie’s grin slipped. Oops. He and Chrissy had been too caught up in trying to make plans they had forgotten to mention them to anyone else. “Um, Chrissy and I aren’t going back to Hawkins.” El frowned and put the plate she had dried into the cabinet.

A Stranger Things Fanfic It wasn’t until the next morning that Chrissy realized she hadn’t technically asked Eddie to go with her. It had been implied, of course. Heavily so, in her opinion, but given their previous misunderstandings, she wanted to be absolutely sure he knew what she wanted, preferably as soon as possible. The problem with that was, despite staying up late, her body still automatically woke up too early for the people around her (the lack of sleep hadn’t caught up yet, but it probably would soon), so when she woke, she crept out of bed, slipped out of her and El’s room, and made her silent way past Hopper asleep on the couch and into the kitchen where she found The Hobbit lying just where she’d left it.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Eddie wasn’t answering the phone, which wasn’t concerning in and of itself. He was often out, or asleep, or listening to music too loud to hear it ring. (Dustin had once tried to suggest he turn it down so people could call him. Eddie had laughed and ignored the suggestion completely.) No, Eddie’s poor telephone etiquette was not the worrying part. What was worrying was the fact that no one had seen him.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of eating disorders Chrissy was dreaming. It was the only explanation, really, because Eddie couldn’t be standing there in front of her motel room. She hadn’t told anyone where she was going, so it must be a dream. Except–except her dreams were never this detailed (well, except the Visions, but those didn’t count). She could feel the denim of his vest as she twisted her fingers in it, the leather of the jacket her face pressed into.

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A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of child abuse Eddie graduated. He had finally done it. Finally made it out of this hellhole that sucked out six years of his life. His friends shouted from their various seats, his freshmen (Mayfield included) cheered, and Nancy and Robin waved and clapped from their place with the other graduates. It felt . . . good. Then, on the way to the truck, Wayne clapped his hand over Eddie’s shoulder, still covered in that horrid robe, and muttered, “I’m proud of you, son.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of eating disorders and child abuse A quest against monsters and society changed things. It led to justice returning to places where it had been absent for some time. It led to freedom for some, wisdom for others. Through it people grew into themselves and had a better understanding of their place in life. A quest was not supposed to make things worse.

A Stranger Things Fanfic A battle with Vecna was something Eddie had hoped only to experience over a board, tucked behind his books, but fate dictated otherwise the moment Chrissy Cunningham died in his trailer. He had known then that if there was anything, anything he could do, he would without hesitation. Later, it would all be a blur of music, Dustin screaming, those horrible bats, and pain. (The Dream, however, stood out in sharp contrast, and Eddie didn’t think he would ever forget it.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of child abuse and alcoholism Prologue Dr. Martin Brenner was a patient man. When Project MKUltra produced less than desirable results, he continued working, altering the conditions and carefully recording every result in books upon books, files upon files, until he began to notice patterns. When he discovered the children of his test subjects tended to develop abilities more similar to 001’s than their parents, he altered the job description to target young women and waited.

Part 4 of the Their Year (‘86, Baby) series A Stranger Things Fanfic The Cunningham house was often quiet–the calm before a storm. The Munson trailer, on the other hand, was quiet in a calm, peaceful way (well, when Eddie wasn’t blasting his music), and Chrissy liked it. She liked it far more than she ever would have imagined when she visited that first night. Now that she was on Christmas break from college, she spent most of her days at the trailer, enjoying being home.

Part 3 of the Their Year (‘86, Baby) series A Stranger Things Fanfic Music could fix anything. That had always been Eddie’s motto, even before he had watched it save two people’s lives. Music had helped as he adjusted to a usually-empty trailer in a new town. Music had taken the place of friends for a couple years, then helped him find friends. Music helped drown out the things he didn’t want or need to think about, and music would definitely help him stop worrying for a few minutes.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and eating disorders Chrissy’s mom didn’t speak to her when she came down for breakfast the next day. She handed her the small plate without meeting her eyes and turned back to the stove. Chrissy joined Brian at the table without a word. He glanced up at their mom, then quickly turned back to his food. Chrissy had finished eating and was in the middle of washing her dishes when someone knocked on the door.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and eating disorders Victor Creel’s house, in the dark, late at night, was a terrifying place to be, but Chrissy reminded herself that at least she wasn’t in the Upside-Down. She took a steadying breath as she crept around alone, on socked feet and clutching a blue lantern. Music ran through her headphones, and she clung to the lyrics like a lifeline.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Back in the Upside-Down was the last place Eddie wanted to be, but there he was, reinforcing the wrong version of his trailer with Dustin, screwing in metal plates, propping up ladders, and wrapping wire fencing around it. He found his guitar (the only good part of this freaky shadow-realm was that it made it even more metal), and he and Dustin carried it and the amp up to the roof.

A Stranger Things Fanfic When they got to the War Zone (Chrissy had a hard time not giggling every time someone mentioned the name), Steve, Robin, Nancy, and Max climbed out of the RV. Erica stood up as well. “I’m coming too!” Steve stared at her for a second, then shrugged and gestured for her to follow. “Okay.” The others settled in to wait. Chrissy sat with Lucas at the table, fiddling with the Walkman.

A Stranger Things Fanfic “Before we do anything, we need another Walkman.” Harrington hadn’t stopped staring at Wheeler since she’d woken up, and Eddie was fairly certain he would have to physically restrain him from robbing someplace if the others didn’t hurry up and make some sort of plan. As soon as Wheeler had woken from her trance, they had moved to Mayfield’s trailer in case the police or the basketball team showed back up, but Harrington seemed to find even that delay unbearable.

A Stranger Things Fanfic “I don’t like this,” Robin said, pacing as Nancy tapped a pen on a still-empty notebook. “I mean, how much do we know about the Upside-Down, really?” She glanced at Steve, Nancy, and the three freshmen. “You say you’ve all been there before?” “Well . . . only for a little while, and we were underground the whole time,” Dustin said. Nancy frowned. “I wasn’t underground, but I was just there for a couple minutes.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Eddie woke to a loud knocking on the front door. He nearly fell on top of Dustin, who was also scrambling up. His heart pounded in time to the knocking, and he tried to think how he could manage to get him and the kid out of the house without the cops spotting them. “We forgot the password, but let us in.” Harrington’s sarcastic voice came through the door, and Eddie relaxed, though he huffed a sigh and fell back onto the bed.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: referenced abuse and eating disorders Nancy decided everyone would stay at her house that night. Chrissy was grateful, having finally found something she was more afraid of than her mother’s anger. Despite this, when Nancy told everyone to call their parents to let them know, Chrissy waited until last, choosing instead to help Nancy set up places for everyone to sleep in the basement. When they had finished, Nancy ran upstairs to grab some of her pajamas for Robin, Chrissy, and Max to borrow, and some of her brother’s for Lucas.

A Stranger Things Fanfic “How do you feel about a hike, Dustin?” Eddie asked, glancing at his watch and wishing he had paid attention to what time the sun set lately. Dustin cocked his head. “A hike? I mean, I can do it, but shouldn’t we stay here?” “Do you wanna sleep here?” Dustin peeked into the cranny under the rock and grimaced. Eddie folded his arms. “Didn’t think so. We need a place to sleep where the cops won’t be looking for us.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of abuse, violence, and eating disorders To Chrissy’s surprise, Nancy was not the only one who stayed. Sinclair, who later introduced himself as Lucas, studied the bookshelf in the middle of the living room, while Max sat in the chair beside Chrissy with pens stolen from his backpack to write on Chrissy’s cast. Nancy sat across the room, scribbling in a notebook she had pulled from her pocket.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: violence Of course Dustin insisted on being the one to stay with Eddie. Of course he did. It didn’t matter when Eddie had told him they were going back to the school. Dustin wanted to come anyway. Eddie tapped his finger on his knee. What was he supposed to do with the kid after his errand? He wasn’t taking him to his trailer (he hadn’t wanted to take Chrissy there either, but she was desperate, and it was only supposed to be for a few minutes), and he certainly wasn’t going to the kid’s house.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and eating disorders Resetting the bones in her arm hurt, but Chrissy was alive, and that was the important thing. Her parents couldn’t understand why she had been at Max’s, but they took one look at her arm and seemed to decide questions and a lecture could wait. Her dad held her hand as the doctors put the cast on, and she kept music playing the whole time, leaving the headphones around her neck so as not to be rude.

A Stranger Things Fanfic Chrissy looked heartbroken when he told her he couldn’t help. Eddie felt bad, but she couldn’t have seen what he had. She had told him she thought she was crazy. Crazy couldn’t make you float up in the air and break your arm, he was sure of that. Someone banged on the door, probably to complain about the music. He hadn’t meant to play it, but the tape player had fallen, and he hadn’t bothered to turn it off, being far more concerned by the fact that his latest client had started to levitate in the middle of his living room.

Part 1 of the Their Year (‘86, Baby!) series A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: violence, mentions of abuse and drugs The game was over, but the tension that had settled in Chrissy’s stomach hadn’t faded. Jason offered to give her a ride to Benny’s, but she told him she needed to go home and change first. And it was true. She would go home and change, just after she went to Eddie’s.

Part 2 of the Their Year (‘86, Baby!) series A Stranger Things Fanfic Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and eating disorders Chrissy woke with her heart racing and sweat plastering her hair and pajamas against her skin. Images from her nightmares played in her head over and over. She breathed slowly and looked around her room, focusing on details that pointed out she was home. When the images didn’t fade, she slid out of bed and crept down to her brother’s bedroom.